[And in that moment, Vegeta becomes absolutely terrified of what could possibly happen. If it was bad, he might get annoyed and just destroy the restaurant right here and now, with everyone inside it.
Or, you know, all of Luceti.]
[He waits, frozen, for Bills to finish his sentence. The only movement he manages to get off is to gulp in horrified anticipation.
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Or, you know, all of Luceti.]
[He waits, frozen, for Bills to finish his sentence. The only movement he manages to get off is to gulp in horrified anticipation.
Please, sweet celestials, do not do this to him.]